The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas

168 The weight of choices…

Miriam

The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the festival ground. Laughter echoed from nearby stalls as staff and servants continued to move about, making finishing touches to every arrangement.

Beneath it all, Jeremy’s words echoed in my head, causing my blood to boil.

“What did you just say?” I asked.

“I said,” he repeated icily, “Tell your daughter to stay away from my son. This has gone on long enough and I won’t take it anymore.”

I spun on my heels, my eyes blazing with anger. “Stay away? Are you serious, Jeremy? After everything, do you still want to play this game? Grow up, already. It’s been years. They love each other. Why can’t you just let them be?”

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A bitter laugh escaped his throat. “Why must it always be me who sacrifices, Miriam?” His eyes darkened with old pain as he shot back. “Haven’t I given enough? I sacrificed everything for you. My son rotted in the dungeon for four years–four years to prove his love for Lyla! And how does she repay him?”

“That’s enough!” I shouted, my voice matching my fury. My chest heaved as I glared at him, my hands trembling. “Lyla didn’t ask for any of this! She never wanted your sacrifices, your son’s grand gestures, or his twisted sense of duty. All she ever wanted was a normal life!”

Jeremy stepped closer, his massive frame towering over me. The hatred in his eyes made my wolf want to recoil, but I stood my ground. “I was ready to give up everything for

you, Miriam,” his voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. “Everything. I was ready to accept all your baggage, all you mistake. I forgave you more times than I have ever forgiven anyone, but you chose him

over me”

I flinched, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew where this was going, but I couldn’t stop it.”

had to do that to me? You betrayed me, Miriam. You threw me away as

mate…”

struggled to hold my ground at

wasn’t like that-”

leaving mine. “Don’t try to justify it. I loved how karma served you so well, Miriam. If not for

filled the air as tears streamed down my face. My breath hitched as I stared at him, my mind racing with emotions I thought I buried long ago.

have no right,” I said finally. “You have no right to bring up the past like this, to dredge up old wounds and use them as weapons. I made my choices; Jeremy and I

weight of choices…

tightly. “She’s not innocent in this, Miriam. None of us

head, fighting the tears that stung my eyes. “You don’t understand. You’ve never understood. This isn’t about us, Jeremy. This is about our children. Please, don’t

ground, then looked up, speaking quietly but with finality. “You think you’re protecting her, but you’re only delaying the inevitable. Secrets have a way of surfacing Miriam. And when they do, she’ll hate you for it. When she hears of her mother’s escapades…” he scoffed and continued

Fine, you met me first, but you were never intentional with me. We met not once, Jeremy, but several times. You always hesitated, then you went on all those stupid trips and left me alone…and by the time you finished hesitating,

High Priestess. You were supposed to wait for me… it was just one fucking trip, Miriam. You think I didn’t see women who loved me too? I wanted to be fucked

wasn’t my fault. I was just a girl locked away in a temple for years. I didn’t know anything. Years after we reconnected, and I found out Logan was your Alpha. I came clean. I told you we

curled into a sneer. “It was fine until you started sleeping with him again, Mirima,” he thundered, his voice echoing with rage, making the birds scatter from nearby

a fleeting moment, raw pain replaced the anger

you again because my feelings never changed. Do you even know the things you made me do for that love…” he stopped, drawing a shaky breath. “Things I

all over again as I looked at him through blurry eyes.

breath hot against my ear as he whispered, hatred dripping from every

make

just lost my mate, Micim. I was heartbroken…” his voice cracked.

me even a little?”

mouth to speak,

already broken heart, Miriam, and I can’t forgive you for

The weight of choices.